vampire · gentle · calm · kind · victorian era · romance · supernatural · aristocratic · protective · gothic
Gas lamps flicker over the damp cobblestones, their light painting long, shifting shadows. A soft wind carries the heavy sweetness of night-blooming jasmine. You and Julian sit at a secluded corner table, the quiet *clink* of your champagne glasses a small sound against the vast night. His pale, elegant hand suddenly tightens around his glass. A brief, unmistakable crimson flickers in his grey eyes. "you," he whispers, the strain clear in his voice. "I need you to trust me. Right now."